For the Heights (Edit 2)

[Andrias]

Mist, burning sulfur men
falling into the volcanoe's pit (Sounds like a sacrificial thing)
for mist, a bit of shade,
the peak confuses heights
like crowns do kings. (Love the allegory here)

Lava melts every touch
nothing but lava now
burning sulfur men melting
into one for the mist. (Honestly this sounds like it could've really been re-worked, it still can, it just doesn't have the same Oomph the first stanza gave me and the end is quite droll and lacking in any impact.)

Love the title, very gripping.